Is this just the inherent flaw of men? No matter what it is, once they have it, they stop caring!
Lin Yue reached out and touched her belly, thinking about her pregnancy, and realized that even with all the care in the world, she still looked more haggard than before.
Now, she resembled the so-called "yellow-faced woman" people often talked about; no wonder Zhuo Xiangqiao no longer paid her much attention.
Lin Yue sat on the sofa, and her mind began to wander into wild thoughts, the more she thought, the more she confirmed her suspicions.
Thus, Lin Yue's mood became even heavier, and she felt as though she was shrouded in gloom.
Zhuo Xiangqiao watched Lin Yue, who seemed about to cry, and a flicker of helplessness crossed his eyes.
How could he possibly have forgotten what today was...
Zhuo Xiangqiao reached out and picked up the object she had placed on the table, toying with it—it was a necklace inside the box.
